This island was the one haven he had; he might be forced to remain here for several years—until the Hand had forgotten him. Shari and Cathy make all the trimmings, the casseroles, vegetables, and potatoes. ‘Do you not understand that I can trust no one—no one?’ ‘That is a pity,’ Gerald said, rising to face her. I wanted the time with you. ’ Abruptly, the niggling doubt that had been plaguing Lord Charvill came sweeping to the surface.
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